There was such a parable that left many readers pondering. It is said that there are two rivers of joy, starting from the source of the mountain and flowing to the sea.

They each passed through the mountains and valleys, the verdant grasslands, and finally met in front of a desert across the sea. Faced with an impassable sea, they sigh relatively.

When the clouds heard the sound, they offered them a way to save them: if they rushed forward desperately, they would be sucked dry by the dry desert and reduced to nothing; If we stand still, we will never reach the free, boundless sea.

A river desperately thinks that the cloud's solution will not work, and insists on not adopting it.

The other river refused to give up its dream of going to the sea, and resolutely turned into steam, allowing the clouds to drag it across the desert. As the torrential rain fell to the ground, it was reduced to a river, and finally flowed to the sea, fulfilling his good wishes.

The river, which did not believe in the clouds, flowed forward with fate, and was finally swallowed up by the merciless desert.

In fact, in real life, everyone has their own dreams. It is an oasis of life. People are ecstatic to be able to embrace their dreams authentically. However, on the journey to realize the dream, difficulties and obstacles are like the shadow of a person coming with you. At this time, the key to realizing the dream is how people face this bump, in a small enough space-time tunnel, there is only one goal, and the same goal has different paths to reach. The same problem can be solved in different ways.

The profound enlightenment given by the choice of the second river should be: in the face of difficulties, we should use our own perseverance and decisiveness to find life in desperate situations, instead of using death to comfort difficulties and failing to reject hope.

At this moment, Ning Xiao, who had already woken up, was already restrained and unable to move. However, she could also see a lizard lying on its stomach in front of her. The lizard's two small eyes stared at her motionlessly, and the nerves in its neck throbbed. She stared at it.

After a while, Ning Xiao blew on the lizard's thin face, and the lizard immediately withdrew to the side in panic, and quickly burrowed into the sand.

"It must be cooler in the sand!" So, Ning Xiao was guessing like this.

Just then, the female demon appeared. When Ning Xiao saw her, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, and he no longer had any expression.

The female demon head holds various objects for sacrifice in her hands. It was only when she found that Ning Xiao was not surprised by her appearance that she became interested in asking.

"What, justice?" The female demon asked with interest. "You don't seem curious about my presence?"

"What's so curious?" At this time, Ning Xiao was unable to move any part of his body except for his head and neck. However, she is still so breezy and calm. "A female devil can establish a post station in this demonless desert, how can it be what an ordinary demon dares to do?"

"Huh!" The witch laughed. "Justice, since you know this, you dare to come to my 10,000-mile desert, and your courage is really extraordinary?"

"It's a pity, who let you run into it so coincidentally! I happen to be short of a good sacrifice right now, so you send it to my door. So, I'm useless!"

"Sacrifices?" Hearing this, Ning Xiao couldn't help frowning. "You are so bold that you dare to use God as a sacrifice in the future! Are you not afraid of the wreath of heaven? ”

"Huh!" This time, the female devil sneered. "Back then, my husband and I were ridiculed by the gods for refusing to participate in the war to destroy the world. As a result, my husband and I had to enter the Demon Realm. Who ever thought that he still couldn't avoid being ridiculed and ridiculed. Eventually, we fled to the desert. ”

"Here we find a fragment of a book on witchcraft. My husband actually comprehended the remnant and summoned the ancient beast. "Speaking of which, the female demon seems to be stuck in that long memory." He's really smart. That's three-quarters of the broken book, and he can get it out nine times out of ten. ”

"But what's the use of coming to the senses? That's a remnant after all!" The female demon was crying out with tears streaming down her face. "He summoned this ancient demon of the wasteland, but he sacrificed himself to the ancient demon, leaving me alone in this desert, unable to live or die."

"In order to destroy the ancient demon, I decided to survive." The devil's face suddenly smiled again. "It's just that the ancient demon is quite powerful, and I can't destroy it after I find so many demons."

"Now, I've finally found the right guy!" The witch smirked. "As long as you are sacrificed, you will attract the king of men and the king of gods. At that time, in the face of the two kings with the blood of the Creator's descendants, I think that ancient demon will dare to be captured without bowing his head? ”

"Can you hide from the king of men and the king of gods the fact that you have sacrificed me?" Ning Xiao couldn't help but remind her.

"So what?" The female devil didn't care about this, and responded to the past stupidly. "I'm tired of being alive. If I hadn't wanted to take revenge, I would have blown myself up and been wiped out!"

"Oh!" In this regard, Ning Xiao has nothing to say.

In fact, birth, old age, sickness and death are irresistible historical processes from the moment of birth. From the moment the baby croaks to the ground, the individual person is thrown into a world where chance and necessity are interconnected. After a journey, death will inevitably befall the head of every individual life, which is the inevitable law of the development of human life.

For Ning Xiao, who has cultivated immortals and has now become a god, he has already seen through this. Because her lifespan is being extended indefinitely. In other words, it still takes a certain amount of capital to see through life and death. However, death is still contingent for her. After all, in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the accidental death of high-level powers still happens from time to time. Now, she doesn't think that the death rate of gods is lower than that of immortals.

Death is a unique one-time experience that cannot be repeated for every living being who lives in the world. Even if you are reincarnated, after reincarnation, you will not have many memories of the experience of death in your previous life. Otherwise, Yin Si will reject your reincarnation.

Therefore, the taste, process, and destination of death are also unique experiences of individuals, and there is no authoritative text or voice to describe and define them.

However, there are still feelings about facing death. After all, the word "escape" is not something that can be coined at random. This becomes a narrative of the process of death.

The former leaves his death process to those who come after him through words, words or diagrams, and over time, it accumulates a valuable treasure about death. As soon as the word "death" comes to mind, the experiences left behind by the former will involuntarily overflow the mind and form a kind of conditioned reflex.

In fact, these experiences of death are not strict and authentic experiences of death. Once life dies, its narrative and interpretation come to an end. Therefore, the experience of death is only an experience that is in the process of dying.

Life is coming to an end, step by step, approaching death, without reaching the limit of death, and in the process, the former have left behind all the words they can to leave behind.

In the face of death, some are afraid, and some are happy; Some are sad, some are cheerful; Some are gloomy, some are calm; Some regret and some are satisfied...... Because their attitudes, life experiences, and goals are different from each other's life course, the forms of expression are also unique and colorful.

In fact, all living beings are facing the threat of death at every moment. Life is solid, and it can survive many unimaginable ups and downs, disasters and even catastrophes and still thrive; However, life is fragile, and even the slightest accident, such as the blow of a small pebble or the choking of a grain, can be put to death, thus causing the rupture of life.

Knowing this, when dealing with life, we must not only be persistent, but also attainable. Facing death is also a continuation and chain reaction of facing life.

Those who value life will value death; The guy who lives in the game, drunk and dreams of death, life and death are unbounded, and there is no true meaning of death at all; Those who give up on life are already out of the body, walking in the world with an empty body......

From a physiological point of view, the fear and sorrow of death are the inner impulses and instincts in the process of life.

However, for those who have lived well and truly experienced the essence and connotation of life, death is just a very normal and natural thing, like a natural thing, like a ripe melon, or like a yellow leaf blown off the branches by the autumn wind and drifting to the earth, neither the fear of being far away from the beautiful world, nor the joy of relieving the miserable life, just like a home-cooked dinner, an ordinary walk, dying peacefully and quietly.

As a result, life has reached the pinnacle of life while coming to an end, showing an unprecedented elegance and grace, magnificence and perfection. Gorle forgot to speak. The branches are full of spring, and the moon is full. ”

It's a pity that Ning Xiao doesn't have such a good mood at the moment. This female devil is also profound. No matter what way Ning Xiao used, he couldn't break the shackles she had placed on her body.

Just after the female demon had placed all the items to be used for the sacrifice, Ning Xiao saw her take out a black talisman, burn it, and then throw it into the void.

Soon, Ning Xiao felt the wild aura from the ancient times. She began to feel a little nervous: Is she really going to die here? What should I do with so many relatives who care about and care for her? And children. Without a mother, what kind of blow will it bring him? As for Cheng Ziyang...... Her tears finally flowed.